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  1. some like it subbed, some like it dubbed. me, I like a little of both. there are definatly some shows/characters where I prefer their J voice actors.

    few examples:

    Gourry from Slayers. his eng va was okay as a normal conversation voice, but when it came to dramatic scenes the english va just sucked at it. -_-;

    the english va's for the Shichinintai (Band of 7) just totaly suck. its like they didnt even try to find a decent match -_-; dont even tell me there's no english va capeable of sounding like a serious queen. Jakotsu and Bankotsu are all screwed up -_-;

    I abosutely love Ed Elrich Jvoice. Al is good in either language, but the way Ed gasps and reacts to things in J is just so awsome.

    I only watch Gundam Wing in english and I hate Goku's Jvoice it splits my ears >.<

    Sometimes the voice adds an extra dimension to a character. when the voice gets fucked up it takes something away from the character- usually at a critical moment when extremely dramatic reactions are called for.


  2. Sesshomaru is far to powerfull a demon to be killed that easily. there is an episode coming up where he faces Suikotsu and Jakoutsu

    the barrier around the mountain has slowed Sessy down some, but its nothing he cant handle. he even takes damage so Rin wont be hurt.

    he's not the dullard Inuyasha is either.

    Bankotsu is no slouch either though. he even feels better now then when he did when he was alive. he's killed a lot of demons in his time

    before he died Bankotsu slayed 999 humans and 9oo and something demons with Banryuu. there is an ep where Bankotsu talks about slaying demons cuz he was looking for powerful opponets. he further powers Banryuu up slaying more demons (bringing it over 1000) it gives Banryuu a demonic aura. I'm sure you can guess what that means.


  3. dude, that sux. -_-; All that work... I know how it is. I've had stuff vanish too. Because of that I save the docs I'm working on every few. (paranoid)

    they say there are no accidents, a second typin up might give ya some new ideas. ;) we'll wait for ya :happy:


  4. ya know i love the scary/creept stuff :happy:

    the main chara has a way of getting what he wants, pretty smoothly too. its as if those around him are somehow subdued by his "charm" (or maybe its just his confidence in his abilities and knowledge they are picking up on)

    the mixing of the lore of the indigenoius N. Americans and the Japanese is pretty cool too. it will be interisting to see the final outcome of such a clash of cultures. I remember hearing stories about windego as a kid. my great gram on my da's side was a canadian mohawk. scary wrathful forrest spirit stories where the damn thing sure sounded to me like some uber werewolf and scared the crap out of me ^_^:

    I cant wait to learn more about Drake. I'll run out on dis limb here and guess we will be fed backstory by flashback?

    Lookin forward to the next part!


  5. how pissed do you think Adama is gonna be when he wakes up? ^_^;

    Tigh declares martial law, pretty bold move for a drunk bastard. I get the feeling he wouldn't have pulled that shit if Starbuck had been around to get in his face -_-;

    Cylon Sharron is still locked up, makes me wonder why nobody has tried to disect her yet to make sure she can't link up with the cylons.


  6. correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't doc Beckett say that he couldn't help him, he didnt know how? Ford is still alive cuz he's been getting his junk from the wraith he kills. if he goes back to Atlantis, he would probably die w/o the enzyme. he also seems to be going as mad as a hatter :look:

    I can understand Ford is their buddy and all, but isn't he better off staying away from Atlantis? Skinner...ermm Col. Caldwell thinks hes a risk to security and I'm incline to agree. Of course, I also think keeping Teyla on Atlantis is pretty f'n stooopid too but eh -_-;


  7. What are your favorite poems?

    THE CELEBRATION OF THE LIZARD

    Lions in the street and roaming

    Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming

    A beast caged in the heart of a city

    The body of his mother

    Rotting in the summer ground

    He fled the town

    He went down South and crossed the border

    Left the chaos and disorder

    Back there over his shoulder

    One morning he awoke in a green hotel

    With a strange creature groaning beside him

    Sweat oozed from its shiny skin

    Is everybody in?

    The ceremony is about to begin

    Wake up!

    You can't remember where it was

    Had this dream stopped?

    The snake was pale gold

    Glazed and shrunken We were afraid to touch it

    The sheets were hot dead prisons

    Now, run to the mirror in the bathroom Look!

    I can't live thru each slow century of her moving

    I let my cheek slide down

    The cool smooth tile

    Feel the good cold stinging blood

    The smooth hissing snakes of rain . . .

    Once I had, a little game

    I liked to crawl back into my brain

    I think you know the game I mean

    I mean the game called 'go insane'

    Now you should try this little game

    Just close your eyes forget your name

    Forget the world forget the people

    And we'll erect a different steeple

    This little game is fun to do

    Just close your eyes no way to lose

    And I'm right there I'm going too

    Release control we're breaking thru

    Way back deep into the brain

    Back where there's never any pain

    And the rain falls gently on the town

    And in the labyrinth of streams

    Beneath, the quiet unearthly presence of

    Nervous hill dwellers in the gentle hills around Reptiles abounding

    Fossils, caves, cool air heights

    Each house repeats a mold

    Windows rolled

    Beast car locked in against morning

    All now sleeping

    Rugs silent, mirrors vacant

    Dust blind under the beds of lawful couples

    Wound in sheets

    And daughters, smug

    With semen eyes in their nipples

    Wait

    There's been a slaughter here

    (Don't stop to speak or look around

    Your gloves and fan are on the ground

    We're getting out of town

    We're going on the run

    And you're the one I want to come)

    Not to touch the earth

    Not to see the sun

    Nothing left to do, but

    Run, run, run

    Let's run

    House upon the hill

    Moon is lying still

    Shadows of the trees

    Witnessing the wild breeze

    C'mon baby run with me

    Let's run

    Run with me

    Run with me

    Run with me

    Let's run

    The mansion is warm, at the top of the hill

    Rich are the rooms and the comforts there

    Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs

    And you won't know a thing till you get inside

    Dead president's corpse in the driver's car

    The engine runs on glue and tar

    C'mon along, we're not going very far

    To the East to meet the Czar

    Some outlaws lived by the side of the lake

    The minister's daughter's in love with the snake

    Who lives in a well by the side of the road

    Wake up, girl! We're almost home

    Sun, sun, sun

    Burn, burn, burn

    Soon, soon, soon

    Moon, moon, moon

    I will get you

    Soon!

    Soon!

    Soon!

    Let the carnival bells ring

    Let the serpent sing

    Let everything

    We came down

    The rivers and highways

    We came down from

    Forests and falls

    We came down from

    Carson and Springfield

    We came down from

    Phoenix enthralled

    And I can tell you

    The names of the Kingdom

    I can tell you

    The things that you know

    Listening for a fistful of silence

    Climbing valleys into the shade

    'I am the Lizard King

    I can do anything

    I can make the earth stop in its tracks

    I made the blue cars go away

    For seven years I dwelt

    In the loose palace of exile

    Playing strange games

    With the girls of the island

    Now I have come again

    To the land of the fair, and the strong, and the wise

    Brothers and sisters of the pale forest

    O Children of Night

    Who among you will run with the hunt? Now Night arrives with her purple legion

    Retire now to your tents and to your dreams

    Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth

    I want to be ready

    Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

    Whose woods these are I think I know.

    His house is in the village, though;

    He will not see me stopping here

    To watch his woods fill up with snow.

    My little horse must think it queer

    To stop without a farmhouse near

    Between the woods and frozen lake

    The darkest evening of the year.

    He gives his harness bells a shake

    To ask if there is some mistake.

    The only other sound's the sweep

    Of easy wind and downy flake.

    The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,

    But I have promises to keep,

    And miles to go before I sleep,

    And miles to go before I sleep.

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